Answer:
You write on me and secrets I can keep in places never seen. I spin like a top. Though stiff as a board, I'm often described like a mop. What am I?
I am a seed with three letters in my name. Take away the last two and I still sound the same. What am I?
I am the place where yesterday is always before today. What am I?
What dress does everyone have, but no one wears?
I can be written, I can be spoken, I can be exposed, I can be broken. What am I?
What language does a billboard speak?